If I could drop dead right now, I'd be the happiest man alive. ~ Samuel Goldwyn

It's a Morning in May

And I'm running around looking for pieces of April.

So you know when you're lying there, sort of drifting in and out of consciousness, getting ready to fall asleep ~ and random thoughts just pop into your head? Here's the one I had: Why do people refrigerate onions? That just don't make no sense to me!

Continued randomosity:

I heard a line of dialogue in a movie once. I'll see if I can excerpt it for you. Dammit. That's proving to be more trouble than it's worth. Okay, lemme sum up.

Girl asks guy, "Why do you live out of your car? Why don't you just get an apartment or something?" He says (in effect), "Well, I have a key to my car, and if I get an apartment, I'll have another key. And then I'll have to have a job to pay for the apartment, so I'll get another key for work. Then they might give me different keys for varying responsibilities. And I might have a key for storage, because ultimately you do acquire things that may or may not fit into your apartment. And on and on it goes ... but I really like just having the one key."

I can relate. I want to have just one key.

Another favorite movie line:

"I want to stay here only marginally more than I want to die trying to escape."

74 comments:

Oh yeah, and I discovered that people who have twenty or thirty or forty plus comments at their posts are responsible for a good half of them, and then there are repeats because conversations are being held there!

So, if you comment here, you'd damn well fucking better come back and see how I respond to it because I want some of that fucking action!

Love the post.. you totally crack me up.. as for saying fuck.. well I once had a friend who worked in a stable, the owner said if he said fuck one more time he was fired. His response was "Fuck, Fuck, Fuckity fuck fuck!"

So there is a tagline for ya if you want. LOL

BTW.. this is my other screen name.. you know me more by Adventures In Waitressing

So, I just have to comment now, if only so I can make it MORE than 50 just because I stopped to say something.And after reading the 50 hilarious comments I cannot remember what the random post was about.But no matter, I have said my piece and you know that I was here.